all at sea

my mind has been everywhere but on work this week. it often drifts off to far away places, known and unknown, to people in my past and others i have yet to meet, to memories and unwritten events. half of the time i'm sitting at my desk, i'm really not there, but nobody seems to notice. i don't mind either.

never seeing the ocean until i was 20, i think it had a greater impact on me than most. i was so overwhelmed as i stared into the vastness of it all at virginia beach; i wanted to turn completely around and see nothing but water. i wanted all people to vanish from view to leave me alone in between the scaleless waves. i think this would remind me just how small i really am; i would be humbled in His greatness.

so as i've developed weird and random dream i've realized it can be accomplished one of three ways: stranded on a life raft from a plane crash, emerging from below in a submarine, or sailing, with the wind and the sails as my company. i opt for the last one. someday i'll cross it off my list.

until then, i'll continue to listen to jamie cullum's all at sea[download must!]and think of egypt.

i’m all at sea-where no one can bother me-forgot my roots-if only for a day-just me and my thoughts-sailing far away-like a warm drink it seeps into my soul-please just leave me right here on my own-later on you could spend some time with me-if you want to-all at sea-if you don’t need it every day-but sometimes don’t you just crave-to disappear within your mind-you never know what you might find-so come and spend some time with me-and we will spend it all at sea